V2.Chapter 532

"Then what should we do now? This monster not only has the strength of a soul rakshasa, but also the power of a holy king. Young master is against it... It's dangerous!" Ying Liu was so anxious that his palms were sweating.

Ying Shisan also felt that things were not optimistic. The young master was hurt when he was a child. Although it was not like Yu Zigui said that people had broken the tendons and tendons, it was still the same. In short, before inheriting the power of the ghost king, young master The Lord never practiced martial arts.

But I have to admit that the young master does have an amazing talent in martial arts. Otherwise, it is impossible to upgrade the longevity art to the ninth level in such a short period of time. However, the young master is facing even the holy king and the witch king. A big monster that cannot be easily killed, the young master's current skills are far from enough.

Ying Liu said aggrieved: "If only Madam was here..."

When Madam is not bewitched by beautiful men, she is still very reliable.

But what's the use of talking about it now? The lady and the master fell into the bottomless pit, and their life and death are unknown...

If they had known that the Soul Rakshasa would wake up completely today, they would definitely not have rashly entered the palace, but a thousand pieces of gold are hard to buy. If they knew, now it is not whether they want to kill the Soul Rakshasa, but whether the Soul Rakshasa will let them go.

The holy king fell lightly on the corner of the eaves, and the purple robe fluttered in the wind, like a blooming holy orchid.

Her blushing lips slightly evoked an inscrutable smile. Although she didn't seem to open her mouth, Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen somehow felt that she said something, but they couldn't hear it.

"The sound transmission is in the ear!" Ying Shisan said solemnly.

Ying Liu took a deep breath and asked, "Isn't the sound transmission into the ear the long-lost Central Plains martial arts technique? Neither the Soul Rakshasa nor the Holy King are from the Central Plains, how can they still do this?"

Shadow Thirteen said: "Have you forgotten the ability of Soul Rakshasa? He is good at capturing souls, and every time he swallows a master, he can use the opponent's unique skills for his own use."

Ying Liu suddenly realized: "So, it devoured a master from the Central Plains earlier?"

This kind of ability is too terrifying. Ordinary people can only cultivate one or two kinds of unique skills in a lifetime. Soul Rakshasa can capture a soul once, and of course, the strength of this guy himself must be strong enough to carry enough exercises, and in the Get it together in a short time.

"But, what did she say to the young master?" Ying Liu asked, looking at the two who were dueling in the air.

The Holy King smiled strangely, and Yan Jiuchao's expression was as cold as iron.

Ying Shisan looked at the young master for a moment: "Although I don't know what she said, it is certain that she is angering the young master."

Ying Liu looked at Yan Jiuchao and the Holy King again, puzzled: "What is the reason for angering the young master? She wants to kill the young master, just kill it directly. The young master only has five successes now, is it still her opponent? "

Although Ying Liu is a little confused, she can always ask for ideas at critical moments. Yes, the skills of the young master in the heyday may not be her opponent, and it is even more impossible to win her now. Isn't she angering the young master? Overkill?

unless--

There is a need for anger.

"She wants to capture her soul! She wants to devour the young master!"

Ying Thirteen had never practiced soul capture, so he didn't know the details, but the Holy King wanted to kill the young master, so he had already done it, and if he wanted to use soul capture, he must have done it. It's hard for her to do it.

It is not difficult to kill the young master, so the only difficult thing is to capture the soul.

Shadow Thirteen said: "The young master's concentration is amazing, and her soul capture technique cannot be used, so she can only anger the young master first and force the young master to reveal his flaws."

"How despicable!" Ying Liu gritted his teeth.

Shadow Thirteen pulled out the dagger from his waist.

At almost the same time, Ying Liu also took out a few darts, and the two glanced at each other tacitly, even if their skills were not fast enough in front of the Holy King, they must give it a try.

Even if they sacrifice their lives, they will interfere with the actions of the Holy King.

The daggers and hidden weapons in their hands quickly shot at the pilgrim king.

The holy king did not move at all, not even blinking his eyelids, but the dagger and the dart stopped abruptly after hitting the holy king. At first glance, it seemed that they were blocked by an invisible barrier. In seconds, the daggers and darts were annihilated into ashes.

When the two of them saw this battle, they couldn't help but frown.

The Holy King was originally disdain to deal with the two dead men, but for some unknown reason, she suddenly pointed her toes, showed her palms, and hit Ying Shisan and Ying Liu.

If this palm hits, the two will be wiped out in an instant.

Yan Jiuchao held the sword in one hand and swept up into the air, the fierce sword qi carrying a strong wind, shook Ying Shisan and the other two away.

The holy king threw his palm in the air, and the smile on his lips deepened. He looked back at Yan Jiuchao, and his meaningful eyes seemed to say, "I know you can't fight me hard, it's not too stupid, but you can How long will it last?

It was true that Yan Jiuchao couldn't last long. He came to kill the Soul Rakshasa who had not fully awakened, but when he arrived at the Hall of Light, he was greeted by a fully awakened Soul Rakshasa, not to mention a powerful soul Rakshasa. Holy King, his Wucheng power was in a hurry when he received the opponent's first palm.

On the other hand, the situation of the Holy King is quite different. Her skill has even increased exponentially with the thorough combination of the Soul Rakshasa and the Holy King's body!

"You go first!" Yan Jiuchao clenched the sword in his hand.

"Young Master!" Ying Shisan secretly used his skills, his life belonged to the young master, and if he really got to that point, he would be...

Yan Jiuchao guessed at a glance what Ying Shisan wanted to do: "It's useless for you to blow yourself up, you can't hurt her, let's go!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and sent Ying Shisan and Ying Liu away.

Both of them had sore throats.

As early as in the Great Zhou Dynasty, many people asked them, Yan Jiuchao had such a weird temper, and he was not a human being when he was crazy, why did they still willingly swear allegiance to him? That's because they don't know that the young master is the only person in the world who takes them as individuals.

Beside the young master, they are dead soldiers, but they are not dead soldiers.

The young master made them die, and he always believed that they would not really die.

The Holy King displayed the inner strength of a longevity formula, trying to trap the two, but was stopped by Yan Jiuchao.

Ying Liu frowned: "Is Fang the secret of longevity? Has the Holy King swallowed the young master? How could she know the secret of longevity?"

Shadow Thirteen said: "It should not come from the young master, but from the other masters who have practiced the longevity art. However, the master's realm is not as good as the young master, so the holy king only displayed the appearance of six or seven layers."

While speaking, the two had been sent out of the palace by Yan Jiuchao's internal force.

When the prey in hand was gone, a trace of disappointment flashed across the face of the Holy King, his expression was very exaggerated, as if to say, if my prey is gone, then you can only pay it to me.

The Holy Dynasty Yan Jiuchao caught him.

Yan Jiuchao clenched the sword in his hand, he couldn't beat her, but to kill her, there was a way to kill her.

Yan Jiuchao didn't want to make this decision unless it was a last resort, but if the Holy King did not die, the next one to be killed would be Yu Wan, because she also had a powerful Holy King in her body.

Soul Rakshasa will definitely devour the little holy king!

When the Holy King approached Yan Jiuchao, Yan Jiuchao did not resist and let her pinched her neck.

The long sword in his hand turned into ashes under the pressure of the mighty Holy King.

His feet began to lose consciousness and gradually spread to his waist and abdomen. Just when Dantian was about to be completely imprisoned by the Holy King's coercion, something unexpected happened.

The Holy King's body suddenly twitched.

Yan Jiuchao was taken aback.

The Holy King was also stunned.

The pressure of the Holy King imprisoned on Yan Jiuchao dissipated, but with the return of the Holy King, it reappeared exponentially.

For the second time, Yan Jiuchao planned to blow himself up.

The Holy King drew again.

Yan Jiuchao: "..."

The holy king's eyelids twitched, the corners of his mouth twitched, his cheeks twitched, and in the end, he twitched everywhere.

Yan Jiuchao blinked, sticking out his slender, jade-like fingertips and poking the Holy King's forehead.

The Holy King fell to the ground with a bang.

When Yan Jiuchao saw this, he hurriedly raised his palm.

Unexpectedly, the holy king recovered again, and he slammed his palm downwards, using his strength to shake himself up, and then reached out his hand into a claw, and grabbed it towards Yan Jiuchao again.

But she hadn't met Yan Jiuchao yet, and she was smoking again and again...

She fell to the ground, her nose crooked and her mouth crooked!

The guards not far away were stunned.

How could this be?

What happened to Soul Rakshasa?

Why did you suddenly go crazy?

"Did you eat something wrong?"

"She just woke up and hasn't eaten yet!"

"That's the wrong medicine?"

"The medicine is prepared by the witch queen! How could it be wrong? And they have all been tried with silver needles! There is no poison!"

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Tweet [The First Empress of Jiuque Chaohuang] by Xi Yaoyao

[1V1, focus on sweet pets for a hundred years]

[The combat power is explosive, and the decisive professional queen VS is petite and frail.

The top powerhouse of the thunder system in the last days, died of self-destruction, and was reborn as the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The Empress succeeded the throne at the age of nine. When she was about to reach the throne, she was drowned by the Queen Mother who was under the curtain.

When one soul and one body are perfectly fused, she is bound to turn upside down on this continent, Feng Jiu Xiao.

He is a reclusive person with unparalleled ingenuity. He has been frail and sickly since childhood.

In one game, he looked at the cottage three times, and with this weak figure, he stepped into the command of the female emperor.

Since then, he has been his for the rise of the country, he is for defending against foreign enemies, he is for the prosperity of the country and the people, and he is for the prosperous world.

And he has her.

On that day, the wind was light and rainy, the peach blossoms were extremely bright, and the Empress sat with him under the eaves of the porch.

"My harem lacks someone who will accompany me forever. Would you like to marry me?"

He smiled like the wind and rain outside, "I don't want to, but I can marry you."

She is the morning and the evening, and it is his day and night.